When a relationship ends, it feels as if the world is going to end. Dramatic I know, but it's all thats on your mind. You become lost because you were somewhat dependant on that love even without realising it. The feeling of loss and rejection has now become an unbearable reality.
My first milestone toward healing came in the form of painful self discovery. To my shameful and selfish acknowledgement, my motivation for holding on was self-serving. I wanted to feel loved. I feared losing him, I feared not knowing how to love again.
I learnt that the feeling of loss was temporary, because I committed myself to letting him go. Not because I no longer loved him, but because I wanted to love him in a way that allowed us both to live our most authentic lives.
I realised that even though the pain of heartbreak is excruciating, I'd rather have my heart broken a million times over than to have never experienced true love.
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